MESS

A head full of thoughts and words seek to be confessed

High on emotions though chose never to be expressed

You can hold your breath and lies, you see, I’m not here to impress

Drowned in chaos though I feel like  blessed

Don’t chase me baby I’m a queen of my own chess

So let me be me no more or less

I know I’m a masterpiece, though a full fledged mess

Running endless, A bloody hell mess

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